Rafter Vigilante [THE REVS #2 NJC DELUXE EDITION]
Nov 6, 2021 21:17:32 GMT -5
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Post by Neo James Carner on Nov 6, 2021 21:17:32 GMT -5
Neo James Carner stood in front of a NPW Logo ready to cut a fierce classic wrasslin promo like the good ol' days.
NJC "Jesse Jimstan, Jamstir, Jamesoon, whatever the hell you call your God forsaken reptilian soul, it's time we put this ol rivalry to rest. You've been in the way of The ReVenants for too long. The bounty has stayed in the mind of the audience for too long. You're making us look like a bunch of shaved chimps too incompetent to muster up the testicular and mental fortitude required to take care of business."
Neo shakes his fists violently like a villain.
NJC "We can't have that, it's an affront to my manhood, it insults my character as a human being every waking second it continues to exist. Nobody? Nobody had the strength to take down Jesse Jamester? Is that really what it is? Is he a God among us peons? That's outrageous, I won't even humor a thought to the idea. For what is a God to a non-believer? He's going to become a figment of our collected memories because we're going to break him against the wheels of the oncoming momentum that is The ReVenants ascent to superstardom."
Neo throws an open palm slap to his chest as he's fired up in his ring gear ready to go start the fight and ring the bell right here and now.
NJC "For too long we've been scratching at the heels on the ever so steep hill of what we deserve. This match puts a cast member of Mystery Men at random so we don't know what kind of costumed joke they're gonna be bringing with them come The Great Northern War but you know what? I'm optimistic that the kind of trash they've collected so far from Billy Fowler, a horrible foul creature, I mean what kind of name is Billy? Terrible, no wonder his daddy didn't marry his momma."
Neo tsks and shakes his head and continues rambling on.
NJC "Frank Windsor. We cross paths yet again I see, we gotta stop meeting up like this Frankie. You know you walk around here with a fat hand full of payback for the times you've impeded my rise to the top. You see I have the financial means to live the lavish lifestyle but a man of Neo James Carner's caliber requires success to let these luxuries see what a real contender looks like. Titles need to see this face, gold to ride these hips! These are foreign ancient concepts to you Frankie, it's in the rear view for you in your career and it's just up ahead for me, the NJC!"
Neo thumbs his nose and continues on again.
NJC "Rob Riot, well, well actually, Rob Riot I haven't a terrible thing to say about you at all, there's just something so familiar about you but you know what I can't just put my finger on it. I sense an air of greatness in you, like you're destined for great things and the sky's the limit for you."
Neo chuckles as he brings the bad news forth.
NJC "Unfortunately you've assembled this glass ceiling for yourself surrounding yourself with these reptilian-esque reprobates and foul excuses for human beings. It's a shame, I bet you see it too to be honest, what's it like to drag your teammates along with your superior skills? See, a guy like me on my team I'm scouting you as the alpha of the group. You're the kind of wrestler we got to pick off and weaken in the match."
Neo makes a framing motion with his hands as if he's finding a bulleyes shot.
NJC: "Maybe we'll target an arm, rip a ligament loose and watch you squirm to tag one of your inferior partners. Will that thought cross your mind as you struggle? If only you had teammates you could rely on. The ReVenants don't have to worry about that, we have each other and we won't let one another down...of course there's Jeff Noon and his infernal Noon Club antics. I can tout all of us from Oxford Osland to Keith Williams as world class wrestlers! Rov Garcia is easily the most cunning strategist to ever lace up a pair of boots! Jeff is...well, he's just not a wrestler, hell I don't even think he's a physical threat in the least bit at all. You know what though? Chris Card got lucky last time we faced and if he's smart, he'll stay out of Jeff's way because Jeff carries mace that he can spray at my command. So there, what about that! Haha!"
Neo scratches his head as he seems to be second guessing this decision atm but shakes the feeling off and moves on.
NJC "That's how good The ReVenants are, we're gonna take a total unknown entity into the ring that will probably purposefully handicap us unless we like give Jeff a sponge bath with a skunk's bathwater to possibly incapacitate our opposition with an odorous stench but I don't see that happening. We're still going to kick their asses though, I'll show you you'll see!"
NJC "Jesse Jimstan, Jamstir, Jamesoon, whatever the hell you call your God forsaken reptilian soul, it's time we put this ol rivalry to rest. You've been in the way of The ReVenants for too long. The bounty has stayed in the mind of the audience for too long. You're making us look like a bunch of shaved chimps too incompetent to muster up the testicular and mental fortitude required to take care of business."
Neo shakes his fists violently like a villain.
NJC "We can't have that, it's an affront to my manhood, it insults my character as a human being every waking second it continues to exist. Nobody? Nobody had the strength to take down Jesse Jamester? Is that really what it is? Is he a God among us peons? That's outrageous, I won't even humor a thought to the idea. For what is a God to a non-believer? He's going to become a figment of our collected memories because we're going to break him against the wheels of the oncoming momentum that is The ReVenants ascent to superstardom."
Neo throws an open palm slap to his chest as he's fired up in his ring gear ready to go start the fight and ring the bell right here and now.
NJC "For too long we've been scratching at the heels on the ever so steep hill of what we deserve. This match puts a cast member of Mystery Men at random so we don't know what kind of costumed joke they're gonna be bringing with them come The Great Northern War but you know what? I'm optimistic that the kind of trash they've collected so far from Billy Fowler, a horrible foul creature, I mean what kind of name is Billy? Terrible, no wonder his daddy didn't marry his momma."
Neo tsks and shakes his head and continues rambling on.
NJC "Frank Windsor. We cross paths yet again I see, we gotta stop meeting up like this Frankie. You know you walk around here with a fat hand full of payback for the times you've impeded my rise to the top. You see I have the financial means to live the lavish lifestyle but a man of Neo James Carner's caliber requires success to let these luxuries see what a real contender looks like. Titles need to see this face, gold to ride these hips! These are foreign ancient concepts to you Frankie, it's in the rear view for you in your career and it's just up ahead for me, the NJC!"
Neo thumbs his nose and continues on again.
NJC "Rob Riot, well, well actually, Rob Riot I haven't a terrible thing to say about you at all, there's just something so familiar about you but you know what I can't just put my finger on it. I sense an air of greatness in you, like you're destined for great things and the sky's the limit for you."
Neo chuckles as he brings the bad news forth.
NJC "Unfortunately you've assembled this glass ceiling for yourself surrounding yourself with these reptilian-esque reprobates and foul excuses for human beings. It's a shame, I bet you see it too to be honest, what's it like to drag your teammates along with your superior skills? See, a guy like me on my team I'm scouting you as the alpha of the group. You're the kind of wrestler we got to pick off and weaken in the match."
Neo makes a framing motion with his hands as if he's finding a bulleyes shot.
NJC: "Maybe we'll target an arm, rip a ligament loose and watch you squirm to tag one of your inferior partners. Will that thought cross your mind as you struggle? If only you had teammates you could rely on. The ReVenants don't have to worry about that, we have each other and we won't let one another down...of course there's Jeff Noon and his infernal Noon Club antics. I can tout all of us from Oxford Osland to Keith Williams as world class wrestlers! Rov Garcia is easily the most cunning strategist to ever lace up a pair of boots! Jeff is...well, he's just not a wrestler, hell I don't even think he's a physical threat in the least bit at all. You know what though? Chris Card got lucky last time we faced and if he's smart, he'll stay out of Jeff's way because Jeff carries mace that he can spray at my command. So there, what about that! Haha!"
Neo scratches his head as he seems to be second guessing this decision atm but shakes the feeling off and moves on.
NJC "That's how good The ReVenants are, we're gonna take a total unknown entity into the ring that will probably purposefully handicap us unless we like give Jeff a sponge bath with a skunk's bathwater to possibly incapacitate our opposition with an odorous stench but I don't see that happening. We're still going to kick their asses though, I'll show you you'll see!"
